Old $$$ lyrics

by

Father


[Intro]
Back in my day ass n*gga
Always talking about old money
Not about getting new figures
Used to hit the mall
n*gga used to ball
How the money then falling
And my phone they keep calling
Yea, Back in my day ass n*gga
Back in my day ass n*gga
You a back in my day ass n*gga
Hey, back in my day ass n*gga

[Hook]

[Father]
f*ck your old money
n*gga f*ck your old money
n*ggas getting new money
n*ggas getting new money
Hit the mall and ball all day
Young n*gga taking calls all day
n*gga f*ck your old money
n*gga f*ck your old money
Hit the mall and ball all day
Young n*gga taking calls all day
n*gga f*ck your old money
n*gga f*ck your old money
[Pyramid Quince]
90's babe in this thing it's a new age
Me and Fat represent for the new age
Check me out I'm checked out with that new money
Young n*ggas awful records we the crew mane

[Verse 1: Father]
Yup, I'm so immature
And these hoes they so damn impure
My n*ggas think that I'm the fear
The city's plagued and they think that I'm the cure
Whoo, n*gga check me out
But not my gear boy I mean I'm in crazy house
Brought up good still bad
Hit the drugs went mad
Going up still sad
f*ck the mouth still dad

[Hook]

[Outro]
Mmmhmm, big lips
Big b*tches, little titty b*tches, big titty b*tches
God damn, range rovers, hangovers
Waking up in the same damn clothes do it all over again I don't give a goddamn let's go
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